I got sent home from school one day. With a shiner on my eye. Fightin' was against the rules and it didn't matter why. When Dad got home I told that story just like I'd rehearsed.
The years have been. So good to you and I my friend. They brought us to the Autumn wind. And left the tears behind. And who'd have dreamed. That love could grow so endlessly.
I got sent home from school one day. with a shiner on my eye. fightin' was against the rules and it didn't matter why. when dad got home i told that story just like i'd rehearsed.
Red hung out at the point of tears. He was a honky tonkin' fool. Ever since they brought that jukebox here. Back in 1952. . He was the first to drop a nickel in.